Cupid Gets a Name Chapter 3, part 3 of 4

Cupid Gets a Name
Chapter 3, part 3 of 4

There was a flurry of kisses as they reached the upper floor and a vacant hallway. Most everyone else would gather on a raised rooftop patio for the ball drop. During the summer months, the pool greeted the stars at the top of the first tower of the opulent hotel. During the winter, a hard floor topped the pool. Dia and Wade's room was in the second, taller tower. The gathered scrum was a dozen floors below.

"What's this?" Dia questioned as she spun into their room. There, she was greeted by a bottle of Champagne, chilled by a silver bucket of ice on a countertop.

"Part of the package I won at the Christmas party." Wade beamed.

"How come I didn't get an invite?" Dia teased.

Wade didn't answer; instead, he stepped forward and pulled her into a sultry, incredible, thought-muddling kiss. "Because I wouldn't have been able to avoid doing that while the whole office stared."

"I don't see the problem." Dia leaned back and collected another kiss.

"We only have a few minutes. You want to see if Mijo is still awake."

"We don't have to." Dia tried to demure, but it was perfunctory. She had every intention of calling Tabi and seeing if Fredo was awake. Checking to see how Wade thought seemed unnecessary, but Dia couldn't help herself.

"Keeping promises is as sexy to me as honesty is for you, my dear," Wade claimed another offered kiss.

"Then I promise you're going to be ecstatic about how I celebrate the new year with a lover,"

Dia smirked as the embrace broke. It took a moment to extract her phone from her tiny clutch and call Tabi.

"Hello?" Tabi answered after a couple of rings.

"Is Fredo still awake?"

"Yes, he and Clem are keeping each other awake. Neither wants to be the first to fall asleep."

"Good, I'm going to change this to video." Dia unlatched the balcony door and stepped out. A tall building a few blocks away, a little over two minutes out, displayed the countdown.

"Momma! Are there fireworks? I told Clem you were going to show me fireworks." Fredo sounded exhausted but still excited.

"In just a minute. Can you see the clock?" Dia pointed her phone toward the heart of the city's New Year's celebration.

"I can see it!" Clem yelled from the other side of the image.

"Good. It'll be a New Year in just a minute." Dia held the phone steady.

"Hope it's a good one." Wade walked out onto the balcony and wrapped an arm around Dia.

"Oh, oh! Here we go," Dia announced as the countdown began.

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!" Many voices joined the impromptu chorus. "Happy New Year!"

Holding on to the phone and keeping it aimed was challenging as Dia pulled Wade down a few inches to meet his lips. This kiss was an inferno of passion as if their earlier hookups had never satisfied their anticipation.

Booming fireworks exploded as people cheered and added to the din. One kiss became another, while Dia barely managed to keep from dropping her phone. The outburst of gunpowder only lasted a few minutes, but Dia doubted she saw much of it as she made out with Wade.

"Do you like the fireworks?" Wade asked as Dia turned and switched the phone to the selfie camera.

"They were awesome!" Fredo had a flute full of sparkling liquid as he hugged Clem.

"Glad liked them, Mijo. Be good for Ms. Tabi, okay."

"I will, momma. I love you!"

"I love you too, baby."

It was nearly vertigo-inducing as Tabi picked up her phone and walked away from the front room. "Don't worry, it's sparkling grape juice."

"I figured."

"You two have fun. Try not to break any furniture."

"No promises," Dia smirked. "Thank you again for watching Fredo, and Happy New Year!"

"May it be a great one!" Tabi cheered as she ended the call.

"Champagne?" Wade asked as he stepped back into the room. The volley of kisses had not
cleared his fear of heights.

"I have another celebration in mind." Dia stepped into the suite and returned to unzip her dress. After shrugging her shoulders, the dress fell off her body, leaving her in only a white bra and stockings.

Wade's flabbergasted expression returned as he stared in wonderment. "Astounding, Incredible." He smiled as he closed the distance. "Is this supposed to look like the ball that dropped?" he grazed her belly and held off the new decoration.

"Yup!" she nodded. "You're overdressed." Dia eased his jacket off his shoulders.

"Am I?" Wade kissed her and pulled her close.

"Uh-huh." Dia grabbed his belt and undid it as she twisted around and pushed him toward the bed.

"We... Champagne..." Wade's speech struggled to make a complete sentence.

"I want to pop the cork on something else first." Dia unzipped his pants and let them fall from him. His boxer briefs matched the same color blue as the pocket square. Straining the fabric was an extremely excited cock, ready to christen the new year with epic sex.

"Mm-hmm." Wade kissed Dia as he loosened his tie. "I think that can be arranged." He let her unbutton his shirt as his fingers found her womanhood.

Two digits glided around her labia as Wade's long middle digit parted the lips and then pressed inside.

"Oh!" Dia gasped. She needed this so badly. Her hands wavered in their mission to strip Wade momentarily.

"Someone may be more excited than me," Wade whispered. "That's no small feat. Not when I'm with the wondrous Dia."

"Turns out spending my night without panties had me simmering the entire time. I've never done that before. It made me feel naughty in the best way." Dia grabbed the edge of Wade's shirt and undershirt and yanked them up his body. Wade helped, and he was soon only wearing his undies and a smile.

He still had a bandage over where his centerline had once been. It was mostly healed, but Dia felt it embarrassed him. "Could also be the delightful Adonis I had for the company. You can be quite charming."

"Can I?" Wade's nimble fingers moved up her backside, but not after a brief rub of her naked ass. He found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it.

"Very." Dia leaned forward to allow her bra to fall from her and pull Wade's last piece of modesty free. His cock was at full attention. Every kiss over her time stripping the man, Dia had leaned into him and urged him closer to the bed. A hand on his chest urged him to topple onto the luxurious bedding.

"Happy New Year!" Wade cheered again as Dia slowly and performatively straddled him.

"That's the plan." She leaned in and found his lips. His cock parted her labia, but she would need to adjust his aim to welcome him in.

"Condoms are in my bag." Wade pointed as the kiss ended.

"Not tonight."

"Really?" Wade looked shocked.

"Special occasion. I know you're clean. I'm clean, on birth control, and it's the wrong part of my cycle to get pregnant, anyway." Dia informed him. "Why do you think I haven't jumped you since you've been home?"

"I've never..."

"Goody, I can be a first for you. You've earned it with the way you make me feel. I'll need more pussy licking later, but not yet." Dia grabbed his cock and aimed it at her nexus as she leaned up. "OH!" she bellowed as his naked cock entered her. It felt different, better, and addictive without protection.

The stretch was to Dia's limit without surpassing what felt dreamy. Wade was big but not enormous. His endowment was the perfect size, width, and shape to hit every nerve.

"Holy ssshhhhiiitt!" Wade stuttered as his eyes got wide. "Have you?" he asked, obviously not thinking about much more than the pussy that ensconced his cock.

"Kinda hard to make a baby without condom-free sex." Dia came in for a kiss after she took his entire length.

"Brain short-circuited..." Wade gasped as Dia rose and fell on his endowment.

"I wonder... OH! Why?" Dia wasted no time to get into a rhythm as Wade's hands roved over her body.

Wade - That Same time.

If there was an any-more-perfect image in the world than Dia's expression contorted in pleasure as she rode atop his cock, Wade had never experienced it. Her breasts shook hypnotically each time her bulk slammed back down on him. Her dark-colored stockings and still-present white canvas shoes made her look naughtier and more enticing. The tummy decoration shuddered and swayed hypnotically as she moved.

A barrage of kisses let her slow down her bucking occasionally as she varied her techniques.

The feel of a pussy against his naked cock would make lasting long tough if she'd kept up her most intense riding. She was so tight and could engage pelvic muscles in enticing ways.

"You've... got... the perfect... cock!" Dia struggled to get out as she rode.

"You're just perfect!" Wade held onto her hips as she jockeyed in another bout of high intensity. He wanted to explore her shuddering breasts, but they were out of reach.

"Mm..." Dia slowed as she leaned in for more kisses. It was as if she needed to fan the flames and charge her intense dance moves to spectacular heights. The suite lights were on; their intriguingly soft glow made his paramour even more beguiling.

She likes having the lights on. Wade made note that every time they had sex, it was in bright sunlight. His experience and reluctance to show off a scrawny body had made him more of the lights-off type of guy, but a couple of encounters with Dia were changing that feeling with incredible speed.

Dia had also managed to make him better at socializing and dancing. Wade's typical awkwardness couldn't manifest when the stunning vixen stole every spare cycle of thought.

The high-brow community's love for Melodia's Taqueria's food was fun, and Dia discovered it in several animated conversations. Wade knew it was spectacular but was intrigued to see wealthy philanthropists come to their side of town for the restaurant.

"Oh!" Dia's fingers were in her hair as she twisted and turned her flat abs to vary the angle of her pussy, as it slammed back down on him. Her cinnamon skin was mesmerizing.

Wade engaged his hips to meet every of hers fall and drove his cock deeper into Dia's incredible womanhood. It didn't take long for them to be wreathed in sweat. Dia's shining muscles popped dynamically as she gyrated her hips. He couldn't watch for long when he gazed at the intersection of their bodies. Glimpses of her pink inner lips gripping down on his pale shaft were going to make him spill far too soon.

Images of sitting in a chair as he went through his chemo played in his mind as Wade did anything he could to stall the coming orgasm. Dia must have sensed he was getting close as she slowed down their sex to come in for more fiery kisses. Her typically warm and inviting brown eyes were ablaze with the passion burning inside.

"Fuck!" Dia roared as her lips pivoted away from him. She kept a leisurely pace for a moment as her hips gyrated. She'd been spectacular on the dance floor earlier, but those moves had nothing on what she did in private.

With a free hand, Wade saw his opportunity to attack. He leaned up and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He was gentle yet insistent, the way he'd been told to by a previous lover. Dia's excited moans told him it was the proper tactic. One hand explored the opposite breast. They were works of stunning, warm, walnut-colored art.

"Uh..." Dia moaned as she shimmied and twisted in a mesmerizing manner.

Concentration on Dia's breasts was a feint for Wade to make a surprising strike at her most sensitive nexus. Wade wanted to thrill the astonishing woman, to make her feel as incredible as Dia was making him. Another moan spilled from her lips as Wade caressed her pearl. Dia picked up speed to her wild humping and made it difficult to stay on target, but that took more of Wade's concentration to keep up a steady pressure. Which helped push his need to spill down deeper as she moaned.

"Harder," Dia bellowed as her riding got more jerky and less precise.

"I'm... not... running this show," Wade croaked out, though it was a challenge. His hips got in on the action, driving him deeper into her womanhood and eliciting more moans from the storm in his lap.

"On the clit!" Dia demanded.

Wade was typically cautious about putting too much into manipulating a woman's pearl, as he weirdly didn't think he had as much control over his fingers as he did with his lips and tongue.

When he was using his mouth, though, his partner wasn't bouncing as aggressively. He pressed on her clit and ran tight circles around her nub. It took incredible concentration to keep at it as Dia found another, higher speed to employ.

"OH! OH! OOOOHHHHHH!" Dia toppled on top of him as her pussy clamped down on his cock. Her yells got quieter as she quaked over Wade. He moved his hands back to her hips and kept her stable as she writhed and screamed. Wade was in awe of the incredible, intense, gorgeous woman's blissful pulses into him. Her vagina crushed and released in not quite a rhythm.

Dia's heart slammed in her chest like a beautiful bass beat underpinning her orgasm. Her breasts felt incredible on his chest, but it was that thundering heartbeat that was an epic duet with his own that Wade would have etched deep in his memory.

"Happy New Year!" Wade cheered as Dia's eyes finally opened again.

"Very happy." Dia kissed him furiously. The passion hadn't been relieved by the orgasm but amplified. "You wanna drive a minute while I salvage some of my energy." Dia spilled off him and lay on the bed.

"Sort of." Wade lowered himself over Dia and collected more kisses.

"Sort of?" Dia parroted with a question mark when there was an opening.

"I need a minute, too, or I'm going to finish."

"That's the point." Dia grinned. It was dopey and half-inebriated by the orgasm.

"Not good enough. Besides, I need a snack." Wade didn't wait for a retort as he kissed down her taut body. Time, he had been incredibly kind to the woman's form. She'd filled out in the right places since they were eighteen, more than a dozen years ago. There was a pause further to investigate Dia's choice of belly button jewelry and kiss around it to drive her mad.

"Careful with the clitty. She needs a minute to recover," Dia warned as Wade kissed her inner thigh.

"Noted." Wade collected a helping of her nectar and savored her taste.

"Mumm, how's it feel to no longer be a virgin?" Dia's eyes danced as she smirked.

"Umm..." Wade slid a finger into her pussy. "I've had sex with a few women before, Dia."

"Have you? How many?" Dia employed a teasing tone.

"You make six." Wade grinned up before lapping at her flower. "Besides, I remember hooking up with you a few times too."

"I mean, we got real close, but it was all simulated sex."

"How do you figure?" Wade paused his licking but not his fingers.

"Did your penis make direct contact with their vaginas?" Dia's smile got wider.

"No, this was the first time without a condom. You did say honesty was sexy."

"It is." Dia giggled. She was having too much fun with this. "You were just a very experienced virgin."


To be continued